Travel through the heavens

In the last years of the Qing Dynasty, the country was in turmoil, natural disasters continued, and coupled with the court's incompetence and officials' corruption, the people lived in dire straits and were unable to make a living.

The once-rich Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions were even more corrupt. Corrupt officials saw this as a place of lucrative wealth and did their best to plunder and enrich themselves. Moreover, the wealthy and powerful people in the private sector colluded with the government, and the lives of the common people became increasingly miserable.

At this time, a masked thief appeared in Jiaxing Prefecture, Zhejiang Province. He punished corrupt officials, robbed the rich and gave to the poor. Because he would leave a picture of an iron monkey after each theft, he was nicknamed "Iron Monkey".

Iron Monkey is an extraordinary martial arts master who can climb rooftops and walls and move around easily. Officials and wealthy people have no idea how to deal with him. Even though they have offered a huge reward, they can't find any clues and can only live in panic and misery all day long.

At this moment, Fang Muye was sitting in front of the Iron Monkey, who made the officials and the rich helpless.

Looking at the person in front of him, Fang Muye felt a little dazed. The same face, in the previous world, was Zhao Kuang, who was willing to be a vicious dog under Li Si's seat and joined forces with others to fight against dissidents. In this world, he became the chivalrous thief Iron Monkey who saved the people from suffering, and the kind-hearted doctor Yang Tianchun.

It was August 9th, the fourth year of the Guangxu reign, and three days had passed since Fang Muye traveled to the world of "Young Huang Feihong: Iron Monkey".

Fang Muye's identity in this world is the chief constable of Jiaxing Prefecture, Shen Sanyan. He is respectfully called "Lord God" out of respect. Compared with his previous identity of Nangong Yan, his background is much simpler. It took him three days to basically integrate into his current identity.

Yang Tianchun retracted the fingers on Fang Muye's wrist, stretched out his hand to open his eyelids and took a look, then smiled and said, "God, you have excessive liver fire. I'll prescribe a prescription to relieve your liver fire. Just take two doses and you'll be fine."

Fang Muye was stunned. He originally came to Baicaotang to see the Iron Monkey in person under the pretext of seeing a doctor, but he didn't expect that he would be diagnosed with a disease.

While writing the prescription with a pen in hand, Yang Tianchun continued, "Master Shen, you should pay more attention to rest. Lack of rest, depression, and irritability are all causes of liver fire."

Fang Muye laughed: "Then my illness will never be cured."

Yang Tianchun put down his brush and asked, "What do you mean, Lord God?"

Fang Muye pretended to be sad and angry, and sighed: "It's all because of that damn iron monkey."

Yang Tianchun pretended not to know and asked, "Is the Iron Monkey making trouble again?"

"That's right. That damn monkey went to the homes of several wealthy people in the city a few days ago. Yesterday, these wealthy people went to the prefect to complain and put pressure on him. Lord Chen called me over and scolded me. I patrolled with my brothers all night last night and didn't sleep at all."

Fang Muye complained angrily, glancing at Yang Tianchun in front of him with a hint of anger in his eyes.

It’s true that I didn’t sleep the whole night last night, all because of this annoying monkey in front of me.

Yang Tianchun saw Fang Muye's eyes and thought that he had suffered an unexpected disaster, so he said jokingly: "God, you look at me like this, are you looking at me like an iron monkey?"

Fang Muye said calmly: "I don't think you look like him, but I think you are him!"

Yang Tianchun's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face froze instantly. He then laughed out loud: "Master Shen, you are really a joker."

Fang Muye also laughed out loud.

At this time, a woman came over with two bowls of tea. Before she arrived, her voice came first: "God, big brother, have a cup of tea."

The woman's voice was clear, like an oriole, very pleasant to the ear, but what was even more stunning was her appearance.

She was in her early twenties, in the prime of her life, with a square scarf on her head, two curved eyebrows that seemed to be frowning but not frowning, a pair of eyes that seemed to be happy but not happy, a straight nose, and smiling cherry lips. She was about 1.75 meters tall, graceful and slender. Even if she was wearing a coarse cloth dress, it was difficult to hide her outstanding charm.

Fang Muye took the tea bowl and said with a smile, "Thank you, Miss Xiaolan."

The woman's name was He Xiaolan. She was an assistant in Yang Tianchun's clinic. She usually addressed Yang Tianchun as "Big Brother". Many people who did not know the truth thought that she was a relative of Dr. Yang.

In fact, He Xiaolan was the top prostitute in Cuihonglou in Hangzhou. Because she was pregnant, she asked Yang Tianchun to deliver the baby for her, but she didn't expect that the child died at birth.

He Xiaolan was heartbroken over the loss of her child, and the owner of Cuihonglou came over, kicked over the body of her child, and dragged her to force her to receive customers. During the struggle, He Xiaolan was so sad that she took a pair of scissors and stabbed the owner's arm.

The boss was immediately furious, pushed He Xiaolan down, picked up a bench and smashed it on her head. He Xiaolan closed her eyes, neither resisted nor dodged, and was ready to die.

Yang Tianchun couldn't bear it, so he kicked the bench and broke it, saved He Xiaolan, and redeemed her. Then he took He Xiaolan away from the sad place of Hangzhou Prefecture and came to Jiaxing Prefecture to open Baicaotang.

He Xiaolan smiled and said, "You are too polite, Master Shen."

Yang Tianchun took the tea bowl, handed the written prescription to He Xiaolan, and said, "Xiaolan, go get two doses of medicine for the God."

"Okay, big brother." He Xiaolan took the prescription and went to get the medicine.

Fang Muye looked at He Xiaolan who was leaving and praised her, "Miss Xiaolan is so gentle and virtuous. Whoever marries her will be very lucky."

Turning to look at Yang Tianchun, Fang Muye deliberately asked: "Doctor Yang, I am not married yet. As Miss Xiaolan's brother, do you think there is any possibility for me and her?"

Yang Tianchun and He Xiaolan have been together for a long time and have developed feelings for each other, but no one has broken the window paper. Now when he heard Fang Muye ask this, his heart suddenly tightened. He inexplicably felt that his beloved person was about to be taken away by someone else, but he said, "It depends on Xiaolan's own wishes."

Changing the subject, he asked, "Master, you patrolled last night. Did you find any trace of the Iron Monkey?"

"If the Iron Monkey was so easy to find, there wouldn't be such a stir in the city." Fang Muye shook his head and continued, "I heard from my advisor that the prefect, Lord Chen, can't stand it anymore and has started to use his connections in the court to get transferred out."

Hearing this, Yang Tianchun seemed to have a hint of expectation, and said slowly: "If this is true, I just hope that the next prefect will be a good official."

Fang Muye sighed in a deep voice: "How many good officials are there in this world today? If there were only good officials in this world, there would be no Iron Monkey."

Yang Tianchun's eyes sparkled. He didn't expect that the chief constable could say such a thing, and it was quite to his liking. He couldn't help but look at him sideways and agreed, "Yes, if everyone in this world were good officials, there would be no need for Iron Monkey."

Yang Tiancong's father was an upright official when he was alive. There was a severe drought in Weizhou that year. Because his colleagues were corrupt and stole grain, his father refused to go along with them, and was wrongly killed. He also saw that the Qing court sold official positions to make money, and those who bought official positions were even more cunning and greedy to get rich, making the people live in misery and resentment. In anger, he turned into an iron monkey and punished injustice and promoted justice in his own way.

If it were a peaceful and prosperous time, who would want to be a thief?

He would rather be just Doctor Yang of Baicaotang.